#this world of dew

[haveyoureadthispoem-poll]

"露の世は露の世ながらさりながら" (Tsuyu no yo wa tsuyu no yo nagara sari nagara.)

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[kociamieta]

The entrance to the iterator chamber in Vastness of Silence's city, Elysium. Thread spent most of her childhood there, since Clay often took them to work with her.

With VOS being an older model, the architecture in its city was made to resemble that of pre-iterator structures.

[draagu]

new dew ref :D

[can-a-tuna-fish]

I love that Michael says “I was fully prepared to watch you suffer” like he hasn’t been laying around looking at the wall like this every night for weeks.

[coffeeghoulie]

Mushy May Day 22: Reminiscing

Mountain wakes in the middle of the night and watches his mates sleep.

Thank you to @forlorn-crows for putting Mushy May together, and to @ghuleh-recs for making the dividers <3

Another alternate prompt for today!

Mountain can't sleep. It's strange. He's normally the first of the three of them out, snoring gently before his partners have even closed their eyes. Normally sleeps through the night without fail. But despite being awake, he cherishes it, the room dark, barring the silver moonlight that slips through their curtains, just enough to see by.

He turns in Dew's arms, slowly, carefully, not to wake him. But if Dew can sleep through Aether's snoring, rattling in his chest like a chainsaw, Dew can sleep through anything. The fire ghoul's expression is peaceful, eyes gently closed and moving under lids, dreaming. The furrow between his brows is smoothed over, and Mountain can't help himself from brushing a strand of spun gold hair back behind the point of his ear.

It moves his hair off of his neck, and it's just barely bright enough to make out the silvery, parallel scars that line the sides of Dew's throat. Mountain exhales through his nose, unable to resist bringing his fingertip down, tracing featherlight over one of the long cauterized scars.

Dew's ear twitches, piercings jingling, and Mountain pulls his hand back. He stirs, but doesn't wake, mumbling something nonsensical. Mountain's lips quirk up, just staring fondly at his smaller mate. He remembers when those scars were fluttering teal fins, when the spun gold hair was silver.

It makes something pang deep in his heart, the remembering. When things were unimaginably bad, when the three of them clung to each other like fresh, new kits too scared to leave the nest. Scents changing, sea salt to campfire.Terrified, unsafe, paranoid of every shadow.

Things are better now, the band den full of pack again, ghouls that Mountain loves with everything he has. And he has Aether and Dew, peacefully asleep in their shared nest.

He smiles, moving to settle back down. There's a hand curling around his bicep, and he jolts, Aether's eyes glowing amethyst in the dim light as they meet Mountain's.

"Everything okay, sweet thing?" Aether whispers, voice gruff with sleep. "I knew you woke up early for the greenhouse, but I didn't think it was this early yet." The joke is light in his tone, thumb smoothing over his freckled skin, right on his farmer's tan line.

Mountain snorts quietly, kicking into a rumbling purr. "I dunno why I'm up, sorry for waking you."

Aether shrugs with one arm, the other pillowed under Dew's head. "You didn't, not really, just sort of... felt your emotions. More intense than they usually are this late."

"I was just thinking," he says, eyes drifting down to their mate between them. The grip on his arm tightens, Aether's thumb still rubbing in an arc over his bicep.

"We're okay, we made it," Aether whispers, and Mountain nods.

"I know, this is real."

"We earned it, we earned our rest," he says, eyes half-lidded with sleep but still so kind and warm, the magick swirling in his irises like galaxies.

"If we earned our rest, can we please fucking sleep?" Dew mumbles groggily, shifting between them with an adorable pout on his lips.

"Sorry, firefly," Mountain whispers, leaning down to press a kiss on his mate's forehead, letting Dew pull him closer. Their legs tangle together, and Mountain can feel Dew's pulse where their chests are pressed together, remembers how feathery and frantic it was back then, just how much terror tinged their scents. It was so bad they had to get new sheets.

Dew's expression softens, wrapping his arms around Mountain's torso, squeezing him that much tighter. "You okay, junie?" His voice is soft, sweet, the way he speaks to them versus the way he speaks to the rest of the pack.

Mountain nods, a soft keen slipping past his lips as he ducks down again and nuzzles into the crown of Dew's head, avoiding the sharp point of his little obsidian horns. "I love you two," he whispers, eyes darting from Dew's to Aether's and back. "So much. I don't know what to do with it all, I love you so much."

He can see the way Aether's cheek dimples as he smiles fondly over Dew's shoulder, can feel the way Dew's grip around his middle tightens. "Love you too, junie," Dew whispers, breath infernally hot against the shell of Mountain's ear.

Aether's hand squeezes his bicep in three quick pulses. "Love you too, sweet thing. Don't know what I'd do without the two of you."

Dew cranes his neck, peering over his shoulder at him. "You won't have to find out, swear it on our Father Below," he declares, a stubbornness set in his shoulders, and Aether leans down and kisses him. He turns, leaning over Dew's narrow shoulders to kiss Mountain too, tasting the beeswax of his lipbalm.

"Alright," Dew huffs, pulling the two of them back down to the mattress. "I love you two dearly, but can we please sleep?"

"Anything for my darlings," Aether hums, wrapping his arms around the two of them, hauling them closer to him. "Good night."

Dew hums, satisfied, copper eyes shutting as he snuggles between them. Very quickly, Mountain's the only one still awake. He looks at his mates, feels their body heat burning warm. He settles into the nest, breathing in their oh-so familiar scents, and lets that carry him back to sleep.

[jasvvy]

[yodawgiheardyoulikemecha]

[everybodyshusband]

Help, food for thought, little Phantom with joint pain (wrists and ankles) so it hurts to do anything. He constantly is rolling them and pulling on them but nothing feels better and he's too little to remember how to use his magic. So eventually he just gives up and has a meltdown because he's in pain and can't cope in any other way feeling this small while being in so much pain. It isn't until Dew finds him laying in a ball, no tears left to cry does he finally get some soothing. Gently, Dew takes his wrists and ankles in his hand one at a time and holds it, using his heat to try and ease some of the pain. It works enough for Phantom to relax some before eventually drifting off for a nap due to how hard he had been crying.

It's literally me. I'm the little crying over joint pain

ohh, i love this idea so much !!!

dew would be sooo kind and gentle with phantom while he's so small and in so much pain. speaking to him with a really soft tone. he's got a lovely quiet and soothing voice and is more than happy to give phantom lots and lots of gentle cheek and forehead kisses to help breathe a bit of life back into him

dew using his heat to slowly warm phantom's aching joints is absolutely genius by the way :D maybe he fetches a heatpack (or five) to place around phantom's ankles while he massages some gentle warmth into his wrists. and you just know they're bundled up under a nice fluffy blanket with some kind of simple documentary playing as background noise so phantom has something else to focus on rather than his pain

and of course, once phantom wakes up from his tear-induced nap, dew would definitely be pressing a sippy cup of water into phantom's hands to get him to replenish all the fluids he lost from crying

ohh, i'm so sorry to hear that :(( with your permission, i'm bundling you up in a soft, fluffy blanket of your own and smothering you in heat packs <3

[ghostlude]

more dewdrop posting

do not repost

[bubblybloob]

Been a bit since I drew these guys, but I haven’t forgotten them. They both went through slight design alterations: The Elder’s legs changed a little and literally everything (aside from their clothes) is different about Sound of Falling Dew, even if it isn’t all shown here.

[tequitoclown]

Artificer spoilers:

I love that it's completely canon that Five Pebbles had a soda brand deal. That means Five Pebbsi: Triple Affirmative could have existed.

These are actual images the overseers can show you in Metropolis.

He looks so surprised too, like they just threw it into his can.

[kociamieta]

they are real now. sadly

thank you @zarithial for their names !!!! in awe of your rain world naming powers

[draagu]

drew my ocs yippeee

[ghcstcd]

Using she/her pronouns for Dew is very good and correct and I love it. Thank you for bringing this truth to light.

I'm so glad you like it. To me, her gender just seems so fluid. That, and I feel like Dewdrop would claim that she 'doesn't care as long as they're showing a bit of fucking respect.'

[sphylor]

Baby Dew crawling around in the grass on a warm spring day. Swiss and Rain have him on a blanket while they lay back and chat, enjoying the sun. Dew can see the bumblebees around the flowers but he's not as close as he'd like to be.

He thinks he's sneaky, glancing over at the big ghouls, seeing that they are talking before he starts crawling as fast as he can, giggling the entire time.

Swiss watches from the corner of his eye, he and Rain laughing quietly. Once he gets a bit further Swiss jumps up and chases after him, roaring playfully, scooping up a squealing, giggling baby.

He points at the flowers. "Mine! P'ease!"

Rain wanders over and they walk with him so he can see all the fat little bees until his eyes get heavy.

~@tinymoon-beam

🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 thank you so much oh my god i love this fhshjfjd baby Dew and his bumblebees fhhshfh 🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂

[jasvvy]

well boy howdy